[Intro]
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I-I-I, am-am not a human being!
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[Verse 1]
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Uhh, pussy for lunch
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Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch, haha
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Yeah, kush in the blunts
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I ride through your block, see a foot in the trunk
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I dont know why they keep playing, they better re-plan
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Im giving em the blues, Bobby Blue Bland
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Together we stand, and fall on yall
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Balling with my Bloods, call it B-ball
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These dames aint shit, Young Money is
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I got Mars bars, 3 Musketeers
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Come through, coupe same color as veneers
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And you know Im riding with the toast, cheers
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Yeah, now Im back on my grizz
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And yalls a bunch a squares like a mothafuckin grid
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Shit, fuck with me and get hid
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I finger-fuck the Nina, make that bitch have kids
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Just do it? My nigga, I just did
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Aint a motherfucker deeper than me, bitch, dig
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You dig? This here, this big biz
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And I scream, “Fuck it!” Whoever it is
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[Chorus]
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I am the rhyming oasis
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I got a cup of your time, I wont waste it
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I got my foot on the line, Im not racing
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I thank God that I am not basic
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Oww! I-I am not basic
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I-I-I, am-am not a human being!
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[Verse 2]
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Uhh, rockstar baby
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Now come to my suite and get lockjaw baby
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Rich nigga looking at the cops all crazy
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Thats that mob shit, nigga, Martin Scorsese
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Heater close range, cause people are strange
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But I bet that AK-47 keep you ordained
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You cant see Weezy nor Wayne, Im in the far lane
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Im running this shit, hundred yard gain
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Uhh, swag on infinity
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Im killing em, see the white flag from the enemy
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Shoot you in your head and leave your dash full of memories
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Father forgive me for my brash delivery
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I-I-I would try you, I wouldnt lie dude
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I must be sticky cause them bitches got their eyes glued
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Young Money, baby, we the shit, like fly food
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Yall cant see us, like the brides shoes
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I stand tall like Im motherfucking 92″
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I scream “Motherfuck you and whoever designed you!”
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And if you think you hot then obviously you were lied to
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And we dont die, we multiply, and then we come divide you
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[Chorus]
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I am the rhyming oasis
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I got a cup of your time, I wont waste it
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I got my foot on the line, Im not racing
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I thank God that I am not basic
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I am not basic
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I-I am not basic
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I thank God that I am not basic
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I-I-I, am-am not a human being!
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[Verse 3]
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Re-re-re-re-reporting from another world
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Magazine full of bullets, you can be my cover girl
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Bless got the weed rolling thicker than a Southern girl
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Strong-arm rap like a nigga did a hundred curls
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Rockstar biatch, check out how we rock
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And if this aint hip-hop, it must be knee-hop
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Im higher than a tree top, she lick my lollipop
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I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop
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Spitting that heat rock, Im smooth, not Pete Rock
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And my, and my money on et cetera, three dots
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Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops
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You better run motherfucker, cause we not
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You better run til your feet stop
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You aint even a fucking alphabet in my teapot
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Colder than a ski shop, holding on to the top
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And even if I let go, I still wont d-rop
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[Chorus]
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I am the rhyming oasis
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I got a cup of your time, I wont waste it
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I got my foot on the line, Im not racing
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I thank God that I am not basic
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I-I-I-I, I, I am not
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I-I-I, am-am not a human being
